I Believe That Love Is The Choice

Life Is Not Yours To Take.

Mr. Dallstrom Is A Bald, Scarecrow Of A Man With A Poochy Stomache. Think Of A Pregnant Abraham Lincoln.

The Reason We Start Things Is Rarely The Reason We Continue Them.

Dance. Dance For The Joy And Breath Of Childhood. Dance For All Children, Including That Child Who Is Still Somewhere Entombed Beneath The Responsibility And Skepticism Of Adulthood. Embrace The Moment Before It Escapes From Our Grasp. For The Only Promise Of Childhood, Of Any Childhood, Is That It Will Someday End. And In The End, We Must Ask Ourselves What We Have Given Our Children To Take Its Place. And Is It Enough?

Life Is What Happens To Us While We're Planning Something Else.